Learning Demon Cultivation System

"At least wear Kobe Jordan... What is Shougang?"

The people in Class [-] were also very embarrassed.

Li Zheng, you have changed.

It was still Tang Zhifei, no matter how he ignored it, he raised his arms and shouted: "Come on! Li Zheng! Come on!"

The boys and girls yelled together with her, finally dispelling the embarrassment a little.

Li Zheng lowered his head in shame and ran into the arena, high-fiving his teammates one by one.

Because of this outfit, the current flirting recovery value is only 9.3.

After a rough calculation, there are also little Baimei who are watching the battle now.

This is not okay.

Sudden.

The recovery value plummeted again, approaching zero.

It's over.

Qiao Bixia is here.

Li Zheng clenched his fists with hatred.

I'm too difficult.

Lin Yujing, can you help me to hedge?

Teacher Wang saw Li Zheng coming, so he blew his whistle.

"Everyone is in your place."

Jiang Qinghua and the 1.8-meter-[-] big center of the second class stood in the middle circle, ready to fight for the ball.

With a whistle, Mr. Wang threw the ball upwards.

The two jumped at the same time.

Like catching the moon, Jiang Qinghua climbed to the highest point and was half an arm ahead of his opponent. With a catch, he slapped the ball back to his own half and landed accurately in the arms of point guard Chen Sen.

The fan group immediately shouted like chicken blood: "Jiang Shuai Jiang Shuai MVP!"

The whole class also applauded desperately.

Game start!

Chen Sen controlled the ball, and the fourth squad was under pressure.

Jiang Qinghua was about to start running, trying to get out of the gap.

but.

A dark, short-haired man suddenly stopped in front of him.

The inch-cut man leaned over and bent his knees, with his arms outstretched, as if he was going to embrace Jiang Qinghua, he clung to him.

Jiang Qinghua stopped and turned several times, but the man just chased after him.

Even ran back to the midfield line, the man still clinging to him.

It was only then that Jiang Qinghua realized that this man had no balls in his eyes, only people.

It's purely for disgusting people.

"Are you sick!" Jiang Qinghua scolded angrily, "NMSL?"

"Dudu!"

Teacher Wang has excellent ears, so he blew the whistle on the spot and shouted: "No insults, offensive fouls, the second class will serve from the center line."

In an instant, the sound of cheering from the second class drowned out everything.

Holding back his laughter, Ling Shijie ran behind Jiang Qinghua and whispered, "NMSL, this volume is fine, understand?"

On the court, on the side of class four, Chen Sen and Liu Yonghui ran back to their own half, pumping their fists aggrieved.

"Director Jiang, let's take it easy."

"It's too aggrieved to blow like this."

On the sidelines, Class Four cheering and cheering was also hit.

It was Tang Zhifei who was the first to stand up and raise his arms: "Come on! Defend!"

Only then did everyone reluctantly follow suit.

But this time Zhang Xiaoke didn't make a sound.

There is also some disgust.

The basketball in this class is so poor.

Right now.

"Ah, isn't this Zilong?" A huge figure rushed over.

Zhang Xiaoke trembled all over, without turning his head, he probably knew who was coming just by looking at the shadow, while hiding, he said, "This...we don't know each other very well..."

At this moment, Tang Zhifei also discovered the big guy, and dragged him to his camp without saying a word.

"Bixia, Bixia, you have a loud voice, come and help our class cheer."

"It's easy to say, Teacher Tang." Qiao Bixia pulled Xu Mengxi and stood outside the sideline with the fourth group, rolled up her sleeves and examined the situation, "Don't worry, I'll taste it first."

On the court, offense and defense transition.

The second squad is attacking, and the fourth squad is defending.

Even so, the slime monster still didn't let Jiang Qinghua go.

"No, brother, you are attacking, why are you chasing me?" Under his pressure, Jiang Qinghua chased Ling Shijie desperately.

The slime said nothing, but was excited.

On the other hand, the offense of the second class is quite patient, passing the ball frequently, trying to play a gap.

No matter what happened to the others, Li Zheng always kept his eye on the man in glasses who was facing him, not daring to make any mistakes.

But the problem still happened.

Jiang Qinghua was originally going to keep an eye on Ling Shijie, but because of entanglement with the slime monster, he lost his position for no reason.

Ling Shijie was able to easily break through to the edge of the three-second zone, jump up easily, and make a mid-range shot from a zero-degree angle.

Swish.

Score.

Ling Shijie smiled slightly, and raised his arms to celebrate his return.

"Class Two!! Class Two!!! Class Two!!!"

The sound of cheering from the second class overwhelmingly filled the audience.

The scorer on the sidelines also adjusts the scoreboard.

[Class Four 0:2 Class Two].

"Fuck..." Liu Xin looked at Jiang Qinghua unwillingly.

Seeing that he was miserable by being entangled by the crop-headed man, he felt ashamed to be held accountable.

As soon as Liu Xin gritted his teeth, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and act as a temporary leader, clapping his hands and running towards his teammates.

"It's okay, take your time."

"This year is different, and I, Brother Li."

"Now let's focus on Li Zheng."

Chapter 66 I'm Just a Fan Too

The game continues.

Class four serve.

Point guard Chen Sen moved forward methodically.

Li Zheng quickly discovered that the man with glasses who was facing him seemed to be the weakest.

This must have been arranged by Director Jiang, so that he can show off his power at this point.

Li Zheng made a sudden stop, and suddenly ran in the opposite direction, reaching out for the ball.

Chen Sen immediately played the ball.

When the ball was in the air, Li Zheng took the opportunity to look back from the corner of his eye.

The man with glasses just realized that he was going to defend.

Too late.

The ball is here.

Li Zheng took a deep breath in advance.

The moment he catches the ball, he twists and jumps.

Stretch your arms and make a steady shot.

The man with glasses didn't react at all, and didn't even jump up to interfere.

Swish!

The ball is in the net.

Three points.

3: 2.

In the silence of the audience, Li Zheng landed.

Without thinking about it, he turned around and ran to his own half to return to defense.

Liu Xin took over the basketball that hit the net, and became irritable on the spot, "That's awesome, Brother Li!!!"

Accompanied by this roar, the whole audience exploded.

A single three-pointer is nothing.

But Li Zheng's series of operations, plus the movements comparable to professional players, everyone can see that Li Zheng is a master.

"Fuck... this dude is really from Shougang?"

"It's too handsome."

"Come out of the mountain suddenly? And this accuracy... Is it really Mitsui Shou?"

Tang Zhifei was even more excited. He spread his palms in front of his mouth and tried his best to encourage him: "Class [-]!! Definitely win!! Class [-]!! Definitely win!!"

The whole class of boys and girls was also completely ignited by Li Zheng's throw.

"Li Zheng!! Come on!! Come on!!!"

At this moment, the crowd is passionate.

The fourth class regained the home court.

In fact, everyone knows that it's just a school competition, and winning or losing is nothing more than that.

But watching the boys in my class really fight, no matter how cold the girl is, she becomes a grumpy old lady.

Liu Yuexuan, the representative of the Chinese class who didn't even speak much on weekdays, couldn't help shouting at the top of his voice.

Zhang Xiaoke was also completely shocked.

And want to pee.

No...it doesn't make sense...

Master, you study so well...